My history is long in telling,
Though my origins are unknown.
I watch the tender earth most carefully,
Clothed in discards long disowned.
I guard against the raucous poachers,
Praying for a gust of wind that will animate my lifeless form.
The autumn winds will signal the completion of my job.
Maybe if I had a brain I'd choose to move south for the winter.
Hey ramori, do you mind reuploading this game? I wanna verify if the copy that I currently have got corrupted, or there might be compatibility issues with Windows 11. 人妻♪かすみさん